there's a place above your eyelids where your skin began to curl   my only indication of where you are   and there's a place above the clouds where the lightning began to speak   and we knew where to start, we don't know where you are      the sound of the fossit in the middle of the night   i was dancing through a dark room, you were reading my rights   to a jury full of jesters, a jury full of thugs   when they call you down here, baby don't come